Archive for August, 2007
I didn’t have a particularly good afternoon. I will not elaborate on the details but let it suffice that most of the afternoon I felt very low. If my mood were palpable, it would be like mud—dark, sticky and awful.
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Lori Gloyd (c) 2007
I’ve been pondering gardens quite a bit during the last week. There is something deep within me that yearns to stick my hands into dark, moist earth and smell its fragrance. There is something about being around plants that energizes me. There is something hope-filled about seeing the first sprouts of germinated seeds……
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A Garden of Healing has more than just plants and walkways in it. My Garden is blessed with abundant growth of many healing plants; space for play, laughter, just sitting and watching the shadows move, and much more.
Sometimes the best healer is not medicines, herbs or even time. There are times when laughter is [...]
Waves wash and water breaks against the wall
A thousand ripples radiate
Slipping beneath the surface
Sinks silently
Stone
Splash
Stone
Sinks silently
Slipping beneath the surface
A thousand ripples radiate
Waves wash and water breaks against the wall.
Chefleur
The label “wild gardens” is comprised of seemingly contradictory terms. One scholar has written that gardens are “enclosed, protective places that…are metaphors for [the] cosmos in the face of chaos.”1 Similarly, another writer has defined the garden as a symbol for the subjugation of nature2. This would appear to be true: [...]
written in response to a visual prompt provided in the Magic Garden project (http://projects.globalteacher.org.au/)
Seeking respite from the outside world I chanced upon this “garden” whose magic is there for all to see but which is only seen by those who have eyes to see it and who recognise that beauty lies all around us.
The little girl was kneeling in the dirt of the vacant lot, poking holes in it with a stick, and dropping a button into each hole, patting the dirt back over it afterwards. Poke, drop, pat…poke, drop, pat…poke, drop, pat… She was a thin brown child, with fine brown hair tangling around her head. Her [...]
My cousin Robert and I walked down the sandy dirt road. It was right after lunch, and since we couldn’t go swimming again for an hour by our parents’ decree – a lifetime to lively 10 year olds during summer vacation – we had changed out of our swimming suits and gone for a walk.Robert [...]
Mrs. Roberts had always had a garden. It had always been a well loved, well tended garden. She said that gardening was good for the soul. She weeded, mulched, fed and watered her garden. She also sang to it. She liked old folk songs best, but she threw in a lively hymn or two sometimes. [...]
After listening to the story of the Magic Garden students visualized pages of a picture book and considered what a front cover should look like. They used Paint to create these digital representations of pages in a book called the Magic Garden.
Finding the Gold by William
The Birds by Kamal
The Door by Joseph
by Anthony [...]
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